"Tell me about you being a fighting instructor."
Yan Tianxing said casually.
"Fighting instructor?"
Mo Shangyun was stunned for a moment.
She said she was a female soldier instructor, but she was talking about managing female soldiers well, not an instructor who taught a certain thing.
No one has ever told her about the fighting instructor.
Listening to the news, it should be Peng Yuqiu.
Yan Tianxing came to the desk, dragged out an office chair, and then tilted his head to see Mo Shangyun sitting still on the sofa, and raised his eyebrows amusingly.
"come over."
Yan Tianxing urged, but he didn't mean to urge at all, and there was a slight smile in his eyes.
So, Mo Shangyun stood up, walked towards this side, and sat down.
Yan Tianxing walked to the opposite side of the desk and sat down as well.
After turning around on the office chair, Mo Shangjun froze, facing Yan Tianxing, his expression gradually became serious, "Tell me, what's going on?"
"Don't you have a lot of ideas about fighting?" Yan Tianxing smiled.
Mo Shangjun paused, remembering that when he was watching a movie in the morning, he specially let Yan Tianxing watch Si Sheng play.
She wanted to suggest that adding a little martial arts foundation to combat training should have better results.
"I'm just talking about an idea." Mo Shangyun thoughtfully said.
"Peng Yuqiu doesn't know martial arts," Yan Tianxing said slowly, "You are better than Peng Yuqiu."
These two reasons alone are enough for Peng Yuqiu to give up the position of 'fighting instructor' to Mo Shangyun.
Frowning slightly, Mo Shangjun asked, "Does Peng Yuqiu agree?"
"agree."
Before that, Yan Tianxing had already negotiated with Peng Yuqiu.
"Well."
Mo Shangyun nodded.
She is not willing to come to the training camp in April, the most important reason is that she is here to do chores.
Leading female soldiers, in fact, did nothing practical, supervising them, managing them, and enlightening them.
In life, prevent them from having any psychological problems, find and control them in time; supervise their assessment results in training, then integrate the results and report them.
Compared with Erlian, there are a lot more trivial matters, but the essence of the work is almost the same.
Compared with this, Mo Shangjun prefers to arrange his own training and test his own limits.
Her personal potential unknown is much more interesting than these trainees.
Mo Shangyun would only agree if there was a positive recommendation from a mentor, for the sake of her future.
After all, the time is not long, only three months.
Now that Yan Tianxing has made her a fighting instructor, it proves that she can really do something and arrange a specific and feasible training plan so that it is not so boring.
Mo Shangjun would naturally agree.
"This is Peng Yuqiu's tentative training plan." Yan Tianxing pushed a printed form in front of Mo Shangyun, and then added, "He wants to know what you think about this plan."
Hearing the sound, Mo Shangyun took it suspiciously.
Holding a signature pen in his hand, Mo Shangyun let him move nimbly between his fingers while looking down at the training content on the form.
After a while, after reading it, Mo Shangyun frowned slightly, and said reluctantly, "It's quite satisfactory."
Yan Tianxing has been observing her little expression intentionally or unintentionally.
When you see a satisfactory place, your brows will stretch, and when you see an unsatisfactory place, your brows will wrinkle.
There are many points of dissatisfaction, but he reluctantly said 'in the rules', which is enough to give Peng Yuqiu face.
Could not help but laugh.
However, it didn't break her.
Putting the form down, Mo Shangyun stopped the pen he was playing with his fingers, and then tapped the form with the pen.
"You didn't give him an opinion?"
Between the lines of words, Yan Tianxing's attitude is full of doubts.
"I won't interfere." Yan Tianxing said bluntly.
"You are kind-hearted."
Mo Shangyun frowned slightly.
Looking up at her, Yan Tianxing said, "They need to find out the problem by themselves."
Mo Shangjun put Peng Yuqiu and the others in a position equal to himself.
However, to Yan Tianxing, Peng Yuqiu, Xiao Chuyun, and Mu Cheng were all his soldiers, and he not only wanted to train the students who participated in the April assessment, but also trained his soldiers from all angles.
Mo Shangyun is another matter.
As for Ji Ruonan and Duan Zimu, although they are not his soldiers, they are all approved by the Xilan Military Region, and the strength of the troops passed, as long as the quality of the plans they submit passes the test, even if they do not meet Yan Tianxing's standard, Yan Tianxing will not treat them. Comments.
Treating others with the demands of one's own will only add to the trouble.
"You lead troops like this?" Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows with interest.
Yan Tianxing chuckled lightly, without explanation.
In terms of leading troops, there is no common language with Mo Shangjun for the time being.
There is always a certain gap between conventional troops and special forces, and the means of leading troops are also completely different.
Shrugging, Mo Shangyun didn't ask any further.
She put forward targeted opinions on the training form formulated by Peng Yuqiu, and would look at Yan Tianxing from time to time to determine whether Yan Tianxing agreed.
Yan Tianxing occasionally nodded in agreement, and occasionally pointed out that Mo Shangyun lacked some experience.
Having never discussed the training of troops with Yan Tianxing in such a specific manner, Mo Shangjun found out that Yan Tianxing was really not a pretentious person.
He is very thorough in his heart, but this is not his territory, so he reserves his opinion.
He's training the way the people above want it.
At the same time, Mo Shangyun also clearly found that, as a novice, there is a gap between Yan Tianxing and Yan Tianxing in terms of experience and ideas.
However, Mo Shangyun was not discouraged.
She is happy to talk to someone with experience so that she can make up for her shortcomings.
So, with Yan Tianxing's occasional suggestion and Mo Shangyun's own specific thoughts, the two re-planned their fighting training.
The three stages, in line with the steps of their training camp, are carried out step by step.
After the discussion, it was five o'clock.
Mo Shangjun borrowed Yan Tianxing's computer and took some time to input the new training plan into the computer, and Yan Tianxing also took the opportunity to go out.
Mo Shangyun didn't care.
When Yan Tianxing came back again, Mo Shangyun had almost sorted out the documents.
She clicked save and closed the document.
At this time, Yan Tianxing poured two cups of tea, put one cup by Mo Shangyun's hand, took the cup by himself, walked to the opposite office chair and sat down, then took out a folder.
"Tell me about it."
Yan Tianxing opened the folder.
On the first page, eight characters - the content of the training camp from April to July.
Looking at the time, and then looking at Yan Tianxing who planned to finish the story at one time, Mo Shangjun endured it and decided to listen to the training content for the time being before going to dinner.
Yan Tianxing's speech has always been succinct, and Mo Shangyun has done a good job of understanding beforehand and has a strong ability to understand, so Yan Tianxing only focuses on the key points.
Mo Shangyun listened carefully.
From the time schedule, to the content of the tasks of the instructors, the management regulations of the students, etc., it is detailed and clear, and no items are missed.
It can be said that Yan Tianxing summed up all the meeting contents and preparation plans in the past few months, and in the shortest time, in the most concise language, explained clearly to Mo Shangjun one by one.
Mo Shangyun felt that something was wrong while listening.
I vaguely felt that Yan Tianxing deliberately delayed her coming, but in fact he was letting her avoid various meetings.
After all, whether there is a meeting or not, with Yan Tianxing's explanation and introduction, the effect is not bad.
Mo Shangyun knew what he should know.
seven o'clock.
Yan Tianxing finished speaking.
Mo Shangyun breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are you hungry?"
Yan Tianxing closed the folder and asked Mo Shangjun.
"Well." Mo Shangyun responded.
It was a bit early for lunch, and I was already hungry.
"Please eat." Yan Tianxing stood up.
"Row."
Mo Shangyun nodded without thinking.
At this time, it is estimated that even the dishes and chopsticks have been washed in the cafeteria.
There are only a few instructors in total, and it is estimated that it is difficult to trouble the cooks to cook again.
I should go out to eat.
However, today was a bit more unexpected.
Yan Tianxing went out of the dormitory building with her, but as soon as he chose a direction, Mo Shangyun realized that something was wrong.
In the afternoon, I walked around the training camp in the car. Mo Shangjun was familiar with all the locations and directions. That was the direction to the canteen, not the direction to the gate of the military camp.
With a slight brow movement, Mo Shangyun glanced at Yan Tianxing, but did not speak.
Go half way.
Mo Shangjun found that many people in military uniforms walked by and looked at her with strange eyes, but when they saw Yan Tianxing, who had three stars with two bars on the side, they silently retracted their eyes.
Mo Shangyun held his forehead.
She forgot to put on her training clothes, and she was wearing casual clothes now.
"Come here."
Suddenly, I heard Yan Tianxing's voice.
The night wind was slightly cool, a bright moon hung above his head, and the atmosphere was quiet. Yan Tianxing's low, hoarse and magnetic voice seemed to carry some kind of magic, which made Mo Shangyun take a step closer to him subconsciously.
Yan Tianxing grabbed her wrist.
The sleeves of the jacket were a little short, and Yan Tianxing grabbed it deliberately, just avoiding the sleeves and grabbing her wrist, with her palms against the skin.
Mo Shangjun moved his wrist slightly, perhaps because his palm was too warm, and her strength was not very strong, so of course she didn't break free.
Raising his eyes again, Yan Tianxing lowered his head slightly, his eyes fell on her, his eyes were dyed with the warm yellow of the street lamps, which seemed to be full of tenderness, and he was watched by his eyes, which warmed people's hearts a little bit.
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